This is a song about "Purp lucy"

I got that cold flow, winnipeg, this is work

Blow purp, swerve like you curved at the curb,

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house

No need to smoke purp with her i am on the clouds

Rapping roulette, this life is a drug

Off of the third blunt i burnt up with my purp cup,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Read a fuckin dictionary, menage a trois with lucy and mary,

Purp and patron can seal the deal

I ain't bullshittin', i am chris barch here